Anything I can do?
-frowns and stares at the table- I don’t know.
*frowns and takes his hand again*
April 2013
15 posts
It was, but what’s done is done. Now we try to fix the damage.
-lets go of his hand, rubbing his own eyes, mumbling- Right. ‘Course.
Anything I can do?
*speaks softly, reassuringly* Just focus on your breathing and my presence.
-calms down a bit, taking steady breaths, quietly- It was a bad idea.
It was, but what’s done is done. Now we try to fix the damage.
*frowns and reaches to take his hand* Focus on your breathing.
-holds onto his hand, shutting his eyes as he collects himself for a minute-
*speaks softly, reassuringly* Just focus on your breathing and my presence.
You did.
I d-didn’t think it would… I-I… -pulls in a breath, falling silent-
*frowns and reaches to take his hand* Focus on your breathing.
…tell me you didn’t…
-just stares meekly down at the table-
You did.
Of course.
-stares down at the table, looking a bit scared of the story itself, having a bit of trouble with the retelling- W-Well she… I was talking to her the other day, and she wanted… she wanted to see what it was like to live again, you know?
…tell me you didn’t…
What happened?
Do you… remember Bonnie? -represses a small shudder, just an after affect-
Of course.
I’m aware *nods and waits patiently*
-looks at him for a moment and then sighs, rubbing his temples- I was… it was just something that happened.
What happened?
I’m not the one that looks like hell. Take your time.
This is me taking my time.
I’m aware *nods and waits patiently*
*casually orders two very strong coffees* So, what’s up?
Uh… -rubs his eyes again- I don’t know where to start. Why don’t you go first.
I’m not the one that looks like hell. Take your time.
You look like half-dead shit, just so you know. *sits opposite him*
-laughs bitterly and without humor at the irony of looking half-dead- Yeah, I know.
*casually orders two very strong coffees* So, what’s up?
*Casually pokes him when he reaches him*
-starts slightly, jumping in his seat, though he settles down when he sees it’s just Cillian- Oh. Uh, hi. -sits up, rubbing his eyes-
You look like half-dead shit, just so you know. *sits opposite him*
*walks
in the club like what up I got a big cockinto the Three Broomsticks, adjusting his tie as he looks around for Isaac. Frowns at the sight of him and his condition before approaching him with a smile*-doesn’t see Cillian obviously because his eyes are closed, but ends up putting his head down in the table-
*Casually pokes him when he reaches him*
-walks into The Three Broomsticks looking pretty terrible, his hands shaking and the whole shebang, dropping down to a booth and closing his eyes for a minute, though there’s no fear of his falling asleep, waiting for his friend to get there-
*walks in the club like what up I got a big cock into the Three Broomsticks, adjusting his tie as he looks around for Isaac. Frowns at the sight of him and his condition before approaching him with a smile*
January 2013
67 posts
Good. I’m tired enough without that on my head.
-sighs- Sorry. I didn’t mean to worry you.
*shrugs* Everything worries me.
-frowns, looking at him- Well then I didn’t mean to make it worse.
Relax, nothing I can’t live with.
Good. I’m tired enough without that on my head.
-sighs- Sorry. I didn’t mean to worry you.
*shrugs* Everything worries me.
You better not. And also ow.
I won’t. And sorry.
Good. I’m tired enough without that on my head.
She -erased- your memories. That is quite literally manipulative, and not remotely an exaggeration.
Yeah, I know, alright? But she had her reasons. I just have to…. to trust they’re good ones. -exhales, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees…
-sighs- I guess I can live with that.
*sighs* I really fucking hope so. You aren’t allowed to die or anything stupid like that.
